The house is messy (you don't say?) I know I should not be sitting here writing, reading, listening to music downloads. I should be doing loads of dishes, tackling the mountains of laundry, vacuuming, sweeping, yada yada yada.
Instead I sit here listening to Colin Hay's most recent album and reading blogs I discover through other blogs, trying to break through the fog. I have discovered some that are so well written and demonstrate very sophisticated thinking. I find myself in awe of these people, and inevitably the comparisons arise. I am nowhere near as articulate as them. My mind is an alphabet soup, a jumble of thoughts that sometimes find their way out in spurts, halfway cooked, not very deep, bare bones outlines of the cacophony inside.
Am I turning stupid and don't know it?